All in the Name of Love

Behind the scenes (chapter 8)

(Multimedia Micheal)

The author speaking!
Sorry everyone for not publishing , I know it's been a awful amount of long time please don't hate me. Here is the new chapter 'behind the scenes' enjoy.
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Micheal's POV
'2 days earlier'
'Mom I'm home!' I called as I closed the door behind me. There was no response. So I let my bag fall down from my arm to the floor. I walked quietly towards her room.
Currently I live with my mum in a 2 bedroom small apartment in a dodgy flat on  a dodgy street. Before, or to be more clear, 2 years ago , when I was 16 I used to live with both mum and dad in a mansion. I was living a luxury life . But that all got ruined when 2 years ago my dad was killed after winning an important debate. They took everything from us, all our lands and property. We where left with very little, which was enough to pay the bills and keep us from starving. But soon that was gone too. My mum started a full time job when I was at school. That used to help big time. But she can't even do that now after she was diagnosed with cancer. It was 2-3 months ago that I had found her unconscious and took her to the hospital. I can remember the panic and stress I was in. I was so afraid of losing her. I am still afraid of losing her and will be all the time. My mum is literally the only person I have left in this world, if she goes, my life would be pointless. I wouldnt have a reason to live. ...I could remember that day clearly:
' finally I saw a doctor leaving my mum's hospital room. I got up quickly to catch him before he disappears in the maze of corridors of the hospital.
" s-sir?" I called
" please tell me what happened to mum! Please I need to know" I said trying to get him to tell me. I was feeling like I had lost that important price of a puzzle right in the middle of a perfect puzzle game made up of 1000 pieces.
" are you the patient's son?" He asked. I nod in answer.
" then you'll have to come with me to my office. This isn't something to be talked in front of everyone." He states.
I nod slightly and I follow the doctor. His office wasn't far away from where my mum was, it was just the end of the very long hospital corridor, nothing confusing.
Once we arrived he took a seat and signalled me to sit. So I sat opposite to him on the other end of the glass desk which had a laptop and some folders on it.
He let out a deep sigh.
" your... your mum's condition may be too confusing to take in for a little boy. Do you have any other family members that you would like to call? Maybe your father?'
I interrupted him.
"-sir , my dad.. he -he died a year ago , and I live with my mum in a apartment. We have no one else. the only person I have is mum. If she-" I stuttered thinking of the worst case scenarios.
" I have the right to know sir" I said.
" son how old are you?" He asked.
" I-I am" I stuttered. Goddamn i can't even speak. What would I do if I loose my mum?.
" I am 17 but I am going to turn 18 in a month time. Please tell me doctor , I really need to know please" I begged.
" I first need you to calm down, " he said abruptly pausing in the middle of my sentence.
" your mother has- " he seemed to be having a hard time finding the right words.
" please tell me, I can handle it, I am going to turn 18 in a month"
" your mom has brain tumour" he said it finally. That's what hit me. Was my mum going to die? I couldn't handle that. I tightly griped my jeans and lowered my head , causing my face to be slightly hidden behind my hoodie. I felt a big drop of tear drip on my right wrist and another Dripped on the left one. I was having hard time trying to hold back those tears.
"S-so" I tried saying, but then realised that my throats was dry and I was unable to speak.
" from the tests taken, the conclusions we have are based by the size of the tumour, your mum has had this tumour growing in her for over a year now. I am still surprised that she has managed to survive that long without using medical treatment. This is truly a science miracle. But unfortunately
That also means that it is too late for any operation or medical treatment to take place as this would not make any difference because the tumour has grown far too big...... " silence  built in the room.
My eyes were overflowing with tears.
My mind got foggy and I couldn't think straight. The only question that was able to come to my mind was how long she had. I wanted to treasure every moment with her. Making every moment more special from the one before. I want her to be happy. I finally got the courage to lift my head and speak to the doctor. Ask him the question which I was too afraid to ask.
"S-sir?  How l-long does she have?" I said with a shaky voice.
" I am sorry to say this but she only has 3 more months to live before she dies. I am very sorry. " he said. I didn't speak no more after that. There was nothing else to say. I just quietly made my way out of the office and walked through the corridor back to my mum still lying unconscious in her hospital bed.